i grew up with crazy grandparents who had a roster called charlie that sat up on the telephone and crowed and another one called mr susex … anyway charlie used to attack everyone but my grandmother, he attacked old bill (the p***) … and my brother and I was scared of him, as much as I was of the greyhounds and bulls when i was a child on the farm. everyone knew we were crazy once the house burnt down and my grandmother was so drunk when the fire brigade came… people always laughed at us … as crazy…

signed catherine…